First Pavilion Under Heaven, training room.
"Sword Immortal Rao withdrew that quickly?" At the tea table, Xu Xiaoshou eagerly poured tea for Mr. Siren as he asked curiously.
It was already late at night.
Yet this time, Xu Xiaoshou had not gone to disturb Mr. Siren's rest.
Rather, after Mei Suren's nighttime talk with Rao Yaoyao, he had come knocking at once.
"You could hear our conversation?" Surprise flickered in Mei Suren's eyes as he casually asked in return.
"Mhm." Xu Xiaoshou nodded.
Seeing that the little fellow before him had no intention of explaining further, the old Sword Immortal did not press him. He merely assumed Xu Xiaoshou had some special method that was inconvenient to discuss, and replied:
"This old man has already touched the threshold of the Saint Path. Rao Yaoyao could not possibly investigate too deeply. Besides, under the interference of Saint power, I fear she would find it difficult even to muster the desire to pursue the matter."
Saint power could interfere with a person's thoughts?
Xu Xiaoshou seemed to grasp something. He recalled how, back in the White Cavern, he had been screened off by the Heavenly Dao and had been unable to find Yu Lingdi.
Even Yu Lingdi, who had reached perfection in the Way Realm, had been able to do something like that to him.
Mei Suren, who had touched the threshold of the Saint Path, being able to slightly sway Rao Yaoyao's thoughts and force her to retreat outside of battle did not seem excessive.
"Among the Seven Sword Immortals, who has touched the Saint Path?" Xu Xiaoshou pressed.
Mei Suren fanned himself and glanced sideways as he counted. "You Tu, Feng Tingchen, and this old man... all count, I suppose. But we belong to the older generation. Achieving this much